It's really happening!

 So it's almost 3p and the sneaky Internet Lady 2 finally came and got the very heavy desk and stand up desk topper.

My instincts were right. There was something off about her. She didn't really want to come inside. She was just kind of looking around. I said message me with your ETA and she didn't. But luckily she came shortly after I asked her if she'd left. 

She brought her son luckily because he asked her if she was going to help him and she said No. Ha! I thought that was funny. Talk about boundaries. Here I am struggling with setting boundaries and people have no trouble pushing mine or setting weird ones. I'm just so used to feeling like I need to be liked or stay on people's good side (in case I need them for something). That even in these clearly transactional interactions, that's my default. Easier that way I guess. 

I will say that is one thing the Selling App was good for. Practicing boundaries - no, I'm only available at this time. Yes, that's the price. Yes, I need you to come now. I just got to the point where I got tired of responding. And even when I say something in the post, I have to re-enforce it in the chats. Some were an easy No because I don't accept CashApp and I wasn't going to lift or deliver anything because that's the whole point of me selling stuff for cheap. 

But others were harder, like waiting on people, or giving out my address to someone that might flake, or holding stuff for people.

But, the heavy furniture part of this ordeal is 99% over! Even though I will probably stress a bit if donation people don't come, it is quite manageable by myself just annoying and sweaty!!!! 

Watching the very strong Son lift the desk components and struggle a bit made me feel like I made the right decision putting up with sneaky Internet Lady 2. All I did was open the door for them and go up and down the stairs and by the time they left I was sweaty. Ugh. So yes, on my move-out day I will definitely be cranking up the air. Just got to remember to crank it back down when I leave!

But yeah, it's getting more and more official! Because everything left in the house I can manage on my own. The things I intend to take are neatly in a corner. The donation stuff is in the opposite corner. Downstairs. That was another stroke of genius - getting everything downstairs. Well worth the effort and will save me some endurance come Move Out Day!

Oh the sneaky thing about Internet Lady 2 that I forgot to mention. She came with only $20 and says she thought everything was $20. I knew she was lying. But I let her have the chair for free because I was already planning on giving it to whomever bought the desk rather than deal with yet another buyer. And I gave her the blowdryer for free for good measure. I don't want her to think she got one over on me. 

I can't tell Smell Good Son was in on the Sneak or just trying to help the situation. Oh well. It was fun to confuse them with kindness.

It's really happening! Wow! 

The cash I made on selling these items is so negligible, I'm not even bothering to tally it up. I'll just use it for who knows what. More than likely I'll forget I have it. But I guess it's not a bad idea for my roadtrip to travel with some cash just in case (of what, I don't know). 

OMG, friends! Another milestone with just the two of us. I guess this is just how these things go. Summer is unofficially kicked off. I'm almost out of this house. I'll be camping out in one room with me and my futon and snacks! 

I can't believe it!!! Yooooooooooooooo! We did it! I hope I get the proceeds of the house by the end of June. That way when I do my Q2 check-in I'll have all the numbers!!!

Eventhough a part of me is tempted to delay closing to end of July just so I'll have somewhere permanent to stay, a bigger part of me is like I'm ready for this chapter to be completely closed. And because I love arbitrary dates, it'll be nice to have this done and buttoned up by the end of the month. I like the algorithm of calendar months. 

So I at least now I know, I can successfully move myself out of a house in 2 weeks.

So as much as a cool vacation would have been nice this summer, I think it'll just be some westward glamping until August. Oh well!

I still can't believe I'm leaving this house so unceremoniously. Kind of the way I came in. Except I was grieving big time. 

But I'm just as alone as ever! 

I heard some noises in the wall this afternoon and it reminded me oh yeah, forget those weird feelings. Get out of this place! It's just so hard to be sad (for long anyway) when the sun is shining. I love the sun so much!

I love that I did this by myself. It was not my first or hundredth choice. But here we are. Nothing else to gripe about. It's done. I did the logistics, mental, and physical labor all by myself with minimal remarkable input from anyone! One more win for the Adult Orphan.

I cried out for help and NO ONE helped me. I mean cried, big fat salty tears. I was completely alone. I did everything by myself. I was let down, forgotten, de-prioritized. And I did it! No one cheering me on, no one holding my hand, checking in on me, no one offering me advice, no one holding me accountable, or waiting for me to make them proud. I was my own everything...as usual! And I got it done... as usual. So many tears, so much isolation, so much time spent feeling down. So much somber silence. There was just no one no matter where I turned or which rock I tried to overturn. No one offering me one bit of help. No. One. Just Me. Alone.